The drug of choice for the pious – living for the next whiff, we disregard the greatest least of these.

Come one come all, join in the spectacle of artificial immortality!

But what is immortality without life?

We did it – we saved them from the fiery pits.

If you think you were alone before, you’ll soon find yourself lost in this wasteland where we killed god, and buried him above ground, right next to the elephant in the room that holds twice as much value to our hide-like hearts.

We’ve revered the creation, and pissed on the Christ.

What beautiful emptiness is this?

MUTINY: a choice. A King who chose to stoop down to our level who chose to kill the king who stooped to our level so we could rise to his level, because I am the most important people in the universe.

Disguised by our wrath, we cut off our head – but a coin must have two sides.